tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post5551652010244419598..comments2024-03-28T14:22:37.153-07:00Comments on mole: Something I AteDalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-35758071441174382512012-08-13T20:02:39.679-07:002012-08-13T20:02:39.679-07:00How fun--an invitation on your blog! Always lovely...How fun--an invitation on your blog! Always lovely when things like that happen. <br /><br />What Wilbur/Yeats board? Tell! Yeats, Wilbur, and chickens--that sounds satisfying.marly youmanshttp://www.thepalaceat2.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-79030588423045635272012-08-08T15:45:35.026-07:002012-08-08T15:45:35.026-07:00This is a great topic because usually it is just s...This is a great topic because usually it is just something we ate.Dallas Massagehttp://www.massageempire.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-68879304271349136252012-08-03T12:47:53.485-07:002012-08-03T12:47:53.485-07:00Oh, interesting! I was wondering what the mechanis...Oh, interesting! I was wondering what the mechanism of the distress was: that sounds very plausible.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-48121293359540026062012-08-02T22:34:22.179-07:002012-08-02T22:34:22.179-07:00The thoughts of death might have been part of a va...The thoughts of death might have been part of a vasovagal attack. I've experienced them twice, both times after eating something that didn't agree with me. Breaking out in a cold sweat, eyesight blurring, sound becoming muffled, and an overwhelming feeling that I was about to die. Lying down helped the discomfort pass fairly quickly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-75949728912445347952012-08-02T22:02:52.290-07:002012-08-02T22:02:52.290-07:00“Sometimes,” he remarked, “impermanence is on our ...<i>“Sometimes,” he remarked, “impermanence is on our side.”</i><br /><br />I love it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-46348497517371058182012-08-01T09:06:26.693-07:002012-08-01T09:06:26.693-07:00Dale: I've just read OPENING THE WORLD and li...Dale: I've just read OPENING THE WORLD and like it very much. The poetry and the sensibility. The spirituality. I'm a poet, too, and one of the poets of Airlie Press (www.airliepress.org), a poetry collaborative in the Willamette Valley. We are accepting new manuscripts in September. If you have a new book, we'd be glad to look at it. Much to say about the press--the work of it and the spirit of it. I'd be glad to answer any questions. Email me at anderson7715@msn.com. Chris AndersonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-75615944985212795572012-07-31T10:48:22.539-07:002012-07-31T10:48:22.539-07:00All better, thanks!All better, thanks!Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-39478677078367406472012-07-31T01:21:41.594-07:002012-07-31T01:21:41.594-07:00Hope all is well again! We should give our bodies ...Hope all is well again! We should give our bodies (intestines) some credit, imagine the mess if it would not do such a perfect job. Read somewhere that our second brain sits deep in our belly.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-88075815416313007362012-07-30T21:45:22.344-07:002012-07-30T21:45:22.344-07:00Maybe your body just needed a bit of a cleanse.Maybe your body just needed a bit of a cleanse.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-29512982127728967702012-07-30T17:40:18.392-07:002012-07-30T17:40:18.392-07:00Oooh, sorry you had to go through that. Sounds al...Oooh, sorry you had to go through that. Sounds all good now.Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559881249054540947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349472.post-8729895304368112622012-07-30T17:33:00.879-07:002012-07-30T17:33:00.879-07:00Once in a while, our guts remind us of the vanity ...Once in a while, our guts remind us of the vanity of perfection.Zhoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03515663141425057088noreply@blogger.com